@catfoodandhairnets I think the people who want to be transformed by parenthood, who want their characters shifted in some magic way, are putting too great a burden on their kids. Is the other thing. What a great burden for a tiny person to bear.

@catfoodandhairnets I think the people who want to be transformed by parenthood, who want their characters shifted in some magic way, are putting too great a burden on their kids. Is the other thing. What a great burden for a tiny person to bear.

@catfoodandhairnets I think the people who want to be transformed by parenthood, who want their characters shifted in some magic way, are putting too great a burden on their kids. Is the other thing. What a great burden for a tiny person to bear.

@catfoodandhairnets I think the people who want to be transformed by parenthood, who want their characters shifted in some magic way, are putting too great a burden on their kids. Is the other thing. What a great burden for a tiny person to bear.

This makes me sad in a way I can't quite put my finger on. Having a baby changes your life, no doubt about that, but you're still you. The first weeks with the hormones and the whatnot make you feel like you might not be, but you really are. And like Slutface pointed out above, your old worries and concerns are still there, there's just new stuff, too.

I'm not sure what I want to say. Maybe it just makes me sad to think of my friends who haven't had kids yet looking at me like I'm an alien? Ugh. Everything in the world seems to conspire to split women into factions. Working moms, SAHM moms, attachment moms, cry-it-out moms, non-moms. I guess I'm happy the author and her friend have pushed through the awkwardness! But I wish we didn't segregate ourselves so much in the first place.

Hrm. So, becoming a parent is obviously a monumental change for most, especially in terms of priorities and responsibilities (except for the massively wealthy, I suppose.) But the idea that women must be inherently TRANSFORMED by motherhood always struck me as an insidious little patriarchal notion that seeks to inform us that we, on a basic level, are vessels first and humans second. I hope your relationship to your child is what you want it to be, but if you come out of it the same person you were before, that's ok too.

But the train station bench one from 1982 is the best, right? I mean, we can all agree that that version of the series is what we alternated with the Meagan Follows movies for oh, say, ten years of our lives?